Haircuts, Boy Scouts, and Family, Oh My!

I got my hair cut today! :O *le gasp.*

Before it was down to my waist when straight, and now it's above my shoulders! 

So it's kind of a big deal. 

I haven't gotten a "real haircut" since I was about seven, just a trim to keep it even here and there. 

The lady cut off a lot of my hair. 

But I like it. 

It's a lot easier to handle and put up and it dries a lot faster. So overall? Good hair experience! Yayyy! 

NOW! For the Boy Scouts...*shudders.* All you Boy Scouts and family members of Boy Scouts, you know what I'm talking about. They can be downright scary and stinky, all at the same time!

Buuuuuut...my brother is becoming an Eagle Scout! We're having a big double ceremony with one of his good BSofA friends, and then a party afterwords. Exciting, exciting stuff! 

And that leads me to the family part of my post title. My Grandma and my uncle and aunt and cousins are all heading down to be here for my brother. So my Granny is staying with us and my uncle and aunt are staying at a hotel about ten minutes away from my house. 

We always play Ma Jong with my Granny when she comes down. It's an unofficial tradition. We have yet to play, but probably Sunday night, well have a big game night. And I absolutely love my aunt and uncle and sort of my cousins. They're kind of the "wild and free" sort of kids. I mean, of course I love them, but they're like siblings. 

They get on your nerves a little too much sometimes. You know how it is. ;)

So anyways, thanks for stopping by! I hope you enjoyed this little excerpt of my life! And I promise it'll be more interesting next Friday! Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye! MLP FTW!

Anyway, Keep Calm and Endeavor On, 

~Adalyn

Of Marian Groups and Scary Boy Scouts....

So, first off, I'm in a Marian Group, which is basically just a small group of people who gather every week or so and discuss things about the Church. We have our meetings about every other Friday, and we met tonight.

We talked about being "the salt of the earth" and "the light of the world", and we pulled out a map and lit candles and dumped salt on the map. Except it was very much more prayerful and beautiful than I made it sound just now. It was absolutely gorgeous and then my neighbor kept me at her house "having supper" until 11:30. And then my mother was angry at me.

But anyway, I believe I said I would post on Fridays, and it's still Friday (sort of) so I'm satisfied. Plus, zero people read this, so why should I bother anyway?

*sigh.....*

On he other hand, in the words of Blessed Pope John Paul II, "Do not let hope die!" So I suppose I'll keep up hope for this blog. Yay, popes! :D

~Adalyn

And I just realized that was insanely short, PLUS I forgot to talk about the scary Boy Scout.

So my oldest bro is in some class for Boy Scouts that he has to take to go to this camp. And there's this one kid who's taking the same class for the same reason and he lives an hour and a half away.

So, my parents decided it would be a LOVELY idea to have another boy in the house, AND this particular boy is a Boy Scout, which makes him doubly weird.

He's just as nerdy as my other brothers, though, so they're getting along quite nicely playing Assassin's Creed and Guild Wars Two.

Yay.

So that's my life. From beautiful Marian Group to sweaty, scary Boy Scouts in two seconds flat. Why was I born into a house full of boys again?? ;)

~Adalyn (for real this time.)